She smiled, turning toward Alek. "You don't know what a friend you have in Dylan.

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.

It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.

Barking hard work, being a boy.

Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.

You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.

It doesn't take much convincing to make someone believe they're better than everyone else.